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SFT TUESDAY NIGHT TITANS 102Live from the Royal Farms Arena, Baltimore
RINGSIDE
"Shock the Monkey" by Coal Chamber hits as the lights grow bright then dim and keep going. The crowd are into it as we see the figures of John Cartwright and Randy White enter their spots at ringside.
The song ends, Coal Chamber go backstage and we are now live!
Randy White: Folks welcome to another edition of Tuesday Night Titans. I am your host Randy White and with me as always is John Cartwright.
John Cartwright: Thats right folks and tonight will be exciting. Lets get to our first match of the evening which is Shrimp vs. Louis Cypher.
STANDARD MATCH
Both men are already in the ring as the bell sounds.
*DING DING DING*
Randy White: And away... we... go!
Cypher starts it off with a double axe handle followed by quick pick up spinebuster!
John Cartwright: Well, that will put the shrimp sauce on anyone...
Randy White: Stop it, you’re gonna make me hungry!
Cypher goes for the pin but Shrimp kicks out at 2!
John Cartwright: Close but no cigar!
Cypher gets up and lets Shrimp get up, as he does, Cypher with a superkick! And down goes shrimp.
Randy White: Right now it's looking like Cypher is a shark and shrimp is his meal...
Cypher smiles as the ref counts!
1...
2...
kick out!
John Cartwright: I can't believe it!
Cypher cant believe it, he gets up and argues with the ref about the slow count. As Cypher turns his attention to Shrimp, he gets low blowed and Cypher goes down with a grimace. Shrimp is up and now hits a shining wizard kick on Cypher. Shrimp does a summersault kick as Cypher is trying to get up.
Randy White: Quite the Jushin Liger isnt he?
John Cartwright: Maybe he spent some time in Japan to have learned those moves.
Shrimp picks up Cypher and does a summersault slam, he actually completes a summersault with Cypher and slams him to the mat as they complete the flip!
Randy White: Impressive!
Shrimp covers Cypher the ref counts!
1...
2...
3!
*DING DING DING*
John Cartwright: Shrimp wins his first proper singles match in SFT!
WINNER BY PINFALL: SHRIMP
HARDCORE TITLE MATCH
The lights in the arena go out and a video of a woman panicking plays on the Tron, it appears that someone is about to break into her house. The criminal man breaks into the women’s house but we see Jamo is standing behind him, hiding in the shadows carrying a sawn off shotgun.
The criminal man opens the bedroom closet where the woman hides with a evil smirk, the women screams and Jamo appears beside the man with a loaded up gun beside his head.
Shots echo across the arena as “Chin Check” by N.W.A hits the arena and the lights sync with the music.
Ring Announcer: Making his way to the ring, from Sydney, Australia, weighing in at 292 pounds... JAMO!
Jamo appears on the ramp wearing long black tights with a shotgun logo on both sides, black knee pads, black wrestling boots, black jacket, black MMA gloves and black sunglasses.
As he starts to walk towards the ring, Twilight appears from behind him riding a shopping cart and mows Jamo down on the ramp!
Randy White: CLEAN UP ON AISLE 5!
Twilight immediately starts blasting Jamo with shots from the SFT Hardcore Title belt on the ramp before dragging him onto his feet and tossing him into the cart. He gives Jamo a final blast in the face with the belt before running the cart into the steel ring steps, sending Jamo flying out of the cart into the ringside barrier!
The referee and the timekeeper look at each other and shrug. The timekeeper rings the bell.
John Cartwright: Well, I guess we are getting a match after all!
Twilight drags Jamo back to his feet again and places him on the announce table where he lays into him with hard strikes before draping him off the table and DDTing him into the floor!
Randy White: Ouch!
Jamo tries to rally and get back to his feet but his balance is off and he barely holds himself up against the crowd barrier. Twilight charges across and aims to clothesline him but Jamo ducks and Twilight tumbles into the crowd.
John Cartwright: Jamo still has some moves!
Jamo takes a few moments to try and get his breathe back before heading across and leaning over the barrier to grab Twilight but he's not there! He looks up - confused - and is met with a chair to the face that sends him tumbling back across the floor. Twilight hops back over the barrier and drags the steel steps across, placing them on Jamo's chest.
Randy White: I'm not sure that Jamo is getting up here!
Twilight puts his hands on the steel steps and his legs on the announce table to put more pressure on the steps. The referee counts.
1...
2...
3!
John Cartwright: Twilight retains!
Twilight grabs his SFT Hardcore Title from the timekeeper and marches backstage as Jamo struggles to get his breath back as the referee moves the steel steps from his chest!
“911 - what’s your emergency?”
“Someone is breaking into my house to kill me... please help!”
The criminal man opens the bedroom closet where the woman hides with a evil smirk, the women screams and Jamo appears beside the man with a loaded up gun beside his head.
“Get f*cked mate”
Shots echo across the arena as “Chin Check” by N.W.A hits the arena and the lights sync with the music.
Ring Announcer: Making his way to the ring, from Sydney, Australia, weighing in at 292 pounds... JAMO!
Jamo appears on the ramp wearing long black tights with a shotgun logo on both sides, black knee pads, black wrestling boots, black jacket, black MMA gloves and black sunglasses.
As he starts to walk towards the ring, Twilight appears from behind him riding a shopping cart and mows Jamo down on the ramp!
Randy White: CLEAN UP ON AISLE 5!
Twilight immediately starts blasting Jamo with shots from the SFT Hardcore Title belt on the ramp before dragging him onto his feet and tossing him into the cart. He gives Jamo a final blast in the face with the belt before running the cart into the steel ring steps, sending Jamo flying out of the cart into the ringside barrier!
The referee and the timekeeper look at each other and shrug. The timekeeper rings the bell.
*DING DING DING*
John Cartwright: Well, I guess we are getting a match after all!
Twilight drags Jamo back to his feet again and places him on the announce table where he lays into him with hard strikes before draping him off the table and DDTing him into the floor!
Randy White: Ouch!
Jamo tries to rally and get back to his feet but his balance is off and he barely holds himself up against the crowd barrier. Twilight charges across and aims to clothesline him but Jamo ducks and Twilight tumbles into the crowd.
John Cartwright: Jamo still has some moves!
Jamo takes a few moments to try and get his breathe back before heading across and leaning over the barrier to grab Twilight but he's not there! He looks up - confused - and is met with a chair to the face that sends him tumbling back across the floor. Twilight hops back over the barrier and drags the steel steps across, placing them on Jamo's chest.
Randy White: I'm not sure that Jamo is getting up here!
Twilight puts his hands on the steel steps and his legs on the announce table to put more pressure on the steps. The referee counts.
1...
2...
3!
*DING DING DING*
John Cartwright: Twilight retains!
Twilight grabs his SFT Hardcore Title from the timekeeper and marches backstage as Jamo struggles to get his breath back as the referee moves the steel steps from his chest!
WINNER BY PINFALL: TWILIGHT
BAR ROOM BRAWL (NON TITLE MATCH)
Randy White: This is going to be a strange match, Candace has called out Rumpke and the two will meet in a bar room brawl.
John Cartwright: Seems like a mistake for Candace, Rumpke has a lot more experience of these matches than she does...
Randy White: This could get outright dangerous for both competitors!
The camera cuts to the exterior of a dive bar near the Patapsco River, Candace is getting out of a car and nods at a referee who meets her there. She takes off her SFT World Championship belt and lays it on the back seat of the car before turning back to the building. She looks at the outside of the bar with scorn and shakes her head.
Referee: Are you ready for this Candace?
Candace grins at the referee and just brushes past him. She opens the door and marches into the bar.
Candace walks into a deserted bar room and it takes her a few seconds to notice Rumpke slumped over the bar, not moving. Candace and the referee look at each other and walk across the room. The referee stops and Candace walks across to check if Rumpke is actually awake. She shakes her head and turns back across to the referee.
Candace: He's asleep! What the hell...?
Referee: Eh, Candace...
The referee points behind Candace and as she turns around Rumpke, who is now standing on the bar, has booted her in chest, sending her stumbling back across the bar room floor.
Randy White: Wow! Here we go! The match has started!
John Cartwright: Seems like a mistake for Candace, Rumpke has a lot more experience of these matches than she does...
Randy White: This could get outright dangerous for both competitors!
The camera cuts to the exterior of a dive bar near the Patapsco River, Candace is getting out of a car and nods at a referee who meets her there. She takes off her SFT World Championship belt and lays it on the back seat of the car before turning back to the building. She looks at the outside of the bar with scorn and shakes her head.
Referee: Are you ready for this Candace?
Candace grins at the referee and just brushes past him. She opens the door and marches into the bar.
Candace walks into a deserted bar room and it takes her a few seconds to notice Rumpke slumped over the bar, not moving. Candace and the referee look at each other and walk across the room. The referee stops and Candace walks across to check if Rumpke is actually awake. She shakes her head and turns back across to the referee.
Candace: He's asleep! What the hell...?
Referee: Eh, Candace...
The referee points behind Candace and as she turns around Rumpke, who is now standing on the bar, has booted her in chest, sending her stumbling back across the bar room floor.
Randy White: Wow! Here we go! The match has started!
*DING DING DING*
Rumpke measures Candace up and leaps across the room, flattening Candace onto the bar room floor. Rumpke unloads with right hands before standing up and screaming in fury. He drags Candace back to her feet and tosses her into the wall of the bar room, knocking down some frames as she hits the wall.
John Cartwright: Rumpke's power advantage is going to stand him in good stead here.
Candace pushes Rumpke away and manages to fight back with some rights and lefts of her own. However, Rumpke knees her in the stomach and throws her across a table. Rumpke walks across to the bar and picks up a bottle of vodka, he takes a swig before throwing it at Candace's head. She ducks at the last moment and the bottle smashes against the wall!
Randy White: Oh! Good thing she ducked!
Rumpke shakes his head and dashes towards Candace who meets him with a superkick, momentarily sending Rumpke back into the bar. However, as she moves towards him, he pushes off and clotheslines her, laying her out again! He tips a table over but she manages to roll out the way at the last second again!
John Cartwright: Rumpke is really unloading on the champion here!
Rumpke pulls a darts board off the wall and nails Candace in the face with it as she gets back to her feet, sending her stumbling backwards into a table. Rumpke throws the board at her and she covers her face but the board still cracks her on the side of the head.
Randy White: Candace is taking a hell of a beating here!
Rumpke takes a swig of his beer that he left on the bar before the match and looks around for another weapon to hit Candace with. He notices a pool cue in the corner behind the bar and wander across to pick this up and makes his way back towards Candace but suddenly stops.
John Cartwright: What has Rumpke noticed?
Rumpke turns around slowly and stares at Jack Jones who is sneaking into the bar. As he meets Rumpke's gaze he starts whistling nonchalantly and sits down on a bar stool, looking off into the distance as if he's waiting for a drink. Rumpke growls and picks up his beer bottle again, he launches it across at Jack Jones and it clips his shoulder. Jack gets to his feet in a hurry and Rumpke swings the pool cue where Jack's head was but he manages to avoid it! The pool cue clatters against a collection of bottle, sending alcohol and glass everywhere. Jack Jones backs off into one of the corners of the bar as Rumpke stalks towards him with the pool cue in hand.
Randy White: Why is Jack even there? This has nothing to do with him! He's put himself in a dangerous position for no reason!
Rumpke raises the pool cue above his head, with blood dripping from his arm from where the shards of glass have flown in.
John Cartwright: Uh oh!
Before Rumpke can bring the cue down on Jack, Candace has smashed his right leg with a wooden bar stool that breaks as it makes contact with Rumpke! She stamps on the stool, which breaks and Rumpke's leg starts gushing with blood. Candace grabs Jack and pulls him to the doorway as Rumpke yells in pain.
Candace: What are you doing? You can't be here! It's not safe!
Jack and Candace's conversation isn't audible on the camera but Candace pauses before dragging him out of the bar. The camera crew dashes to follow and sees Candace throwing Jack into the car and then getting into the drivers seat herself.
Randy White: Wait, what are they doing? Are they leaving?
John Cartwright: Is she protecting Jack... or just giving up?
The car speeds off and the referee looks back to Rumpke who has managed to limp out to the doorway and collapsed against the door frame.
Referee: She's gone, Rumpke, I guess that you win by forfeit...
Rumpke: Fuck that.
Referee: There's nothing else I can do. The match is over.
The referee shrugs and walks off down the street, leaving Rumpke at the dive bar.
*DING DING DING*
John Cartwright: What the hell?
Randy White: Candace and Jack Jones just hightailed it!
John Cartwright: Looked like Candace thought she was protecting Jack! But Rumpke won't be happy!
Rumpke has managed to drag himself back into the building, got across to the bar and propped himself up on a bar stool. He looks furious and glares at himself in the mirror behind the bar before reaching over and grabbing a bottle of whiskey from behind the bar and taking a huge swig.
John Cartwright: That was a weird match! I'm guessing we won't have seen the end of the heat between these two!
Randy White: I'm sure of it!
WINNER BY FORFEIT: RUMPKE
SFT INTERCONTINENTAL TITLE TOURNAMENT FINAL
Randy White: Now it's time for the IC title match. Both of these men went through a small tournament and tonight we will crown a new IC Champion!
John Cartwright: That is right, so let's get this going!
The lights dim as "Kryptonite" by Three Doors Down begins playing through the arena. Blue strobe lights begin flashing throughout the whole arena. Moments later, the "Ghetto Superman" Emerson explodes out from behind the curtain and the crowd erupts with cheers!
John Cartwright: That is right, so let's get this going!
The lights dim as "Kryptonite" by Three Doors Down begins playing through the arena. Blue strobe lights begin flashing throughout the whole arena. Moments later, the "Ghetto Superman" Emerson explodes out from behind the curtain and the crowd erupts with cheers!
Ring Announcer: Making his way to the ring, from Gnome, Alaska, weighing in at 275 pounds... EMERSON!
He smiles as he quickly moves down to ringside while giving many fans high fives. Once Emerson reaches the bottom of the ramp. He jogs around the whole ring and gives fans at ringside high fives as well. Once "Super Em" makes it all of the way around the ring, with a burst of speed, he runs at the ring and slides in before immediately pushing himself up to his feet.
Randy White: The people's champion, this guy doesnt need a title, he already has a title, and it means more than gold in my opinion!
John Cartwright: That may all be true but gold is gold and it looks good on anyone.
"Rockhouse" by Frank Shelly plays over the arena as Robert Saints, Kelly Robinson and Skullbreaker make their way out to the ring.
Ring Announcer: And his opponent... from San Diego, California, weighing in at 245 pounds... ROBERT SAINTS!
Robert jumps onto the ring apron holding down the middle rope allowing Kelly Robinson to enter the ring before he slides between the top and middle ropes into the ring himself. Skullbreaker climbs over the top rope and enters the ring where he gives advice to his client Robert before the referee makes both Kelly and Skullbreaker leaves the ring.
Randy White: I love that name, Skullbreaker, just sounds cool...
The ref goes over the rules and then the bell rings and we begin.
*DING DING DING*
Emerson starts with an elbow to the face then a quick scoop slam. Emerson now with a leg drop, he tries for the cover but only gets a 1 count.
Randy White: Close but no!
Emerson waits for Robert to get and flies through the air with a lariat but Robert dodges it and Emerson gets hung up in the ropes. Robert goes right after Emerson hitting a quick slingshot suplex! Then a belly to back suplex!
John Cartwright: Robert is trying to make Emerson into a pancake.
Robert goes for the pin, the ref counts!
1...
2...
kick out!
Randy White: Another close one but still no cigar.
Robert now with headlock takedown then into a sleeper hold!
John Cartwright: Been a while since I seen that hold.
Emerson is fighting for dear life and slowly he is getting more and more tired.
Randy White: This might be it right here.
Emerson is slowly not moving at all, the ref keeps checking for life and there is very little. He keeps lifting his arm and it only stays up for a moment. The crowd starts chanting his name and they keep getting louder and with that Emerson comes alive and slowly but surely gets up.
Randy White: Whoa!
Robert breaks the hold and hits a beautiful DDT on Emerson before he can fully recover. The ref counts!
1...
2...
kick out!
John Cartwright: No way!
Robert gets up and goes for an elbow drop but Emerson rolls out of the way. Emerson quickly gets up and hits a flying knee and hits Robert right in the forehead, they both go down, but Emerson is alive enough to cover Robert the ref counts!
1...
2...
3! Then kickout!
*DING DING DING*
Randy White: Robert kicked out a second too late!
John Cartwright: We have a new Intercontinental Champion! We'll see what happens next in SFT next time out on Tuesday Night Titans 103!
Randy White: See you then folks!
WINNER BY PINFALL: EMERSON
That's All Folks!
